"'I licked every one of them, and it was good and fair fighting—if I was on a tear,' I said; 'but I'm ashamed of it now.'
"'You're Larry Moore, who pitched on the Fall Rivers last season?' she said.
"'I am.'
"'You can pitch some!' she said with a nod.
"'When I'm straight I can.'
"'And why don't you go at it like a man then? You could get in the Nationals,' she said.
"'I've never had anyone to work for—before,' I said.
"'We go down here; I'm staying at Keene's boarding-house,' she said at that.
"I was afraid I'd been too forward; so I kept still until we came to the door. Then I pulled off my hat and made her a bow and said: 'Will you let me walk home with you steady, Fanny Montrose?'
"And she stopped on the door-step and looked at me without saying a word, and I asked it again, putting out my hand, for I wanted to get hold of hers. But she drew back and reached for the knob. So I said: